Here lies and unwanted heart.
One that's torn and falling apart.
The beauty behind it no one can see.
This broken heart is actually me.
Why can't they take me for who i am?
Knowing it hurts me is funny to them
I'm sick of all this, i want it to end.
The anger that fills me, the sadness they send.
They judge me by looks, and not by my acts.
The looks should not count, but only their facts.
I've been here for so long, they do nothing but laugh.
My heart they can't see, but it's broken in half.
 
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